Let’s talk about GRIT!

You know, I had it in mind to talk about shattering stereotypes ‘cos well, that’s what I tend to do ‘on a reg’ but then I had a recent experience that made me see the need to talk about something else – grit – and in the manner of not conforming to stereotypes that’s my way of life, I’m gonna say a few words on grit. More on stereotypes later (maybe).

Grit is a ruthless, stubborn, single-minded determination to achieve a goal.

So, I had this appointment for 1pm and believe you me, I left my location 2 hours earlier for the 45 minutes ride to have ample time to meet up with the appointment. But you know how it’s said that life is never straight especially when you need it to be, right?

As (mis)fortune would have it, rain decided to fall that day and if you are Lagos based like me, you know that rain and traffic are like 5 & 6.

So here I was, driving through the traffic, listening to music and naively telling myself that ‘this too shall pass.’

But would you believe it, that 30 minutes to the appointment time, Google Maps told me I still had another 53 minutes to arrive at my destination because well, traffic. Rain was also still drizzling enough to make one stay put indoors if one didn’t really need to go out. Refusing to let panic mode set in because this was a really really crucial appointment, I knew I had to be creative but also knew I couldn’t carry the car on my head.

So you know what? I made a detour, parked the car in a supermarket, got out, picked the materials I needed for the appointment including tissue paper to dust off inevitable dirt and with my black suit and black spiky heels, flagged down an Okada (motorbike) because well, necessity is the mother of invention. As you may have imagined, the more trendy Gokada I had ordered with my phone, was taking forever to arrive.

Of course, I was aware of the HSE risk of riding an Okada in the drizzling rain over a distance of 11km but I had more to lose by remaining in the traffic. Besides, what’s life without calculated risks huh?

I will spare you the rest of the details of the eventful journey and will conclude by saying that though I arrived 10 minutes later than scheduled, I met the appointment. Before sashaying in for the appointment in my all black attire, black spiky heels and under-stated black accessories looking like the power lady I know I am, I cleaned off the evidence of the Okada ride with my tissue paper. Because again, you never need to look like anything (rough) that you have been through.

I rode a Gokada afterwards to pick my car.

The end.

Adefolake

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